'This old man... He's likely not a true Immortal Dao cultivator, but someone who switched paths.'
Yang Xiao saw through Yan Liben's true nature with a single glance.
His aura was powerful and incredibly terrifying.
However, the aura unique to the Immortal Dao was very faint. Yang Xiao loathed this aura to his very core, as its presence always stirred his most painful memories. If not for this deep-seated hatred, he likely would never have detected that faint trace of an Immortal Dao aura hidden beneath the man's terrifying might.
As for Immortal Cultivators, Yang Xiao felt a revulsion that came from the very depths of his soul.
This loathing stemmed from a betrayal he had suffered in his past life.
Because of this, he would leave Immortal Cultivators alone, so long as they didn't provoke him—despite their clear connection to the one who had betrayed him in his past life.
Yang Xiao wasn't a bloodthirsty person by nature.
